From a final chapter of a mystery that will remain nameless:
". . . she was my half-sister. It just seems unbelievable that . . . " His voice trailed off. Nelson sympathized with the unspoken words. Almost unbelievable that Edward's father turned out to be a murderer who killed a child while in his teens and attempted murder again as a seventy-year-old? Almost unbelievable that the crime lay buried for over half a century, while the killer's son planned t dig up the land for profit? Almost unbelievable that, on the same site, a children's home would provide a refuge for hundreds of children and yet two would run away, one dying soon afterwards? All of it is unbelievable, yet all of it is only too true . . ..
No. It's not true. It's fiction. And I'm afraid I found it unbelievable.
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